Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

CHIITTERY BITE

I was telling her that when we used to come out of the swimming pool as bairns we liked to have a 'chittery bite' to warm us up and stop our teeth from chittering.   My favourite chittery bite was a thrupenny poke of chips and (when funds allowed) a pickled egg.  However, she and her Dad chose an Irn-Bru ice lolly - uck!  Well at least it continues the Scottish food theme.  Pool attendants have become very lax.  In my day you would have been put out for all the fun and nonsense these two got up to. 

This morning we painted - see extra. 

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